On the trail when I see a sign like this, I don't stand in dismay, staring at it, wondering what I might have done to warrant its closure. Did I walk too vigorously? Did I stray from the trail? Was I too frequent or unusual with my foot traffic? Ridiculous. No. I just find an alternate route and keep walking. I trust the closure for it's own sake. I look for emerging wildflowers. I befriend the trail, as is. It's time to apply the same logic to my life. When a relationship ends. When a shift happens. When a trail closes. I don't need to examine myself to the nth degree. I can just see it for what it is. Trail closed. And walk on.